As I walked upstairs last night,
I found myself quite scared,
Knew where I was going but was somehow unprepared,
In 30 years where will I be?
At a table with a family,
Talking about what I've seen,
What I've done,
Where I've been,
And who I've become,
I don't want to look back on life,
with regret,
There are already things,
That I'd rather forget,
I don't want to loose myself,
But I'd quite like to find,
Something of my own,
Perhaps a piece of mind...
In 30 years where will I be?
At a table with a family,
Talking about what I've seen,
What I've done,
Where I've been,
And who I've become,
A contest entry
- Write me a song by insearchofsweetness.
1750 points, ended April 27, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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Very well done...
Wow, you're quite the talent aren't you? As I read through this one I loved how the rhyming worked, and wasn't forced or at the end of every single line, used sparingly. I have to say, I share the sentiment too, though I only think of a few years in front, I guess I'm too scared to think 30 years ahead, heh.
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This is such a true thought that so many of us share, and in this it has been expressed so well =]
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Thank you so much for the entry. Good luck in the contest
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